Chapter 10
TEN
Hara
Light exploded behind my eyes. My muscles locked.
My cunt clenched and rippled around nothing.
And my mouth filled with a thick, sweet slick that I drank down greedily.
Pure, hot pleasure like I’d never felt before turned my spine to liquid.
I sucked on Ethan’s tongue, that perfect muscle, as he continued to flick the tip against my uvum until I couldn’t take it anymore, until the shakes became too much, and I had to stop for fear of my bones falling apart.
I pulled out of the kiss and tucked my face into his neck as I caught my breath. I slowly came back to myself as I breathed to realize that Ethan’s chest heaved against mine. He trembled, and his breathing rasped in and out of him in what sounded like pain.
What had I done? With a scramble, I slid off his lap and flew back to the other side of the pool. I couldn’t look at him. I couldn’t see what I’d done to him. I had—
“Hey, hey,” His voice was rough. “Look at me, Goldie.”
I couldn’t. I couldn’t.
“Now,” he barked.
And that had my head jerking up to face him. His skin was flushed all over. His lips were swollen and some of my slick dripped from his chin. I placed a hand over my mouth, which still tingled. “I’m sorry,” I murmured. “I just couldn’t stop. Ethan, I’m so sorry.”
“What the fuck are you sorry for?”
“I didn’t ask if I could… if I could do that, and—”
“What did I say? I said you could do whatever you wanted.”
“I know, but I used you—”
“Did you get off, Goldie?” His brown eyes glinted. “Did you feel good?”
“What does getting off mean?”
“Did you come? Did you have an orgasm from me tonguing you?”
Tonguing you. Something about the phrasing felt dirty and yet so good. My mouth tingled as my uvula folds threatened to open again. “I… I did. I didn’t realize how it would happen. I’ve never...”
He straightened in the water. “That piece of shit finished every time and you never did? Not once? Did he not kiss you?”
I touched my lips. Shook my head. “He said… he said the seed wouldn’t take if we felt pleasure.”
“What a fucking insane motherfucker.” He slapped the vela surface aggressively, which sent a wave of it crashing against my shoulders. His chest heaved as he stared off to the side, jaw tight. I waited while his breathing slowed and the tension faded from his muscles.
He turned to me then, his brow slightly furrowed. “So wait, I’m the first one to make you come?”
“Y-yes.”
He blew out a breath. “Fuck me, Goldie,” he murmured under his breath, but I heard it.
“Is that bad?”
“Yeah, it’s really fucking bad that no one has made you feel that good.” He huffed. “And then I’m a selfish son of a bitch because I’m proud that I was the first.” He squinted at me. “Wait, so you can’t… you can’t make yourself come with your own tongue?”
“Us Kaluma females can’t make our uvula folds open to reach our uvum nub.”
He rubbed a palm over his short hair. “Damn, it’s like you’re born to be pleasured by your males.” He tongued the corner of his mouth as his voice lowered to rasp that made my scales flutter. “You came so sweet, Goldie. I’d do it every hour if you let me.”
I felt it again, the slight tug as my uvula folds separated. They hadn’t budged in my life, not once, but now my body seemed to respond just to Ethan’s voice. His skin remained flushed, and he seemed to sit stiffly.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
He blinked. “Yeah, why?”
“Are you in pain?”
“No, Goldie. I’m hard. It’ll go away.”
“Your cock is hard?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Why?”
She stared at me. “What do you mean why? You just came against me. I can still hear your pretty little whimper. I tasted your slick. I got a whole spike between my legs.”
“You got pleasure from my pleasure?”
He rubbed a slow circled on his temple and sighed. “I’m gonna… fuck, I feel violent. Yeah, Goldie, I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life from pleasuring you. The way any man worth anything would be.”
“I want to see.” My mouth made the words before I could stop it. Just blurted them right out where they swirled in the air with the vela steam.
Ethan’s mouth dropped. His chest shuddered. “Goldie, I don’t—”
“Please.” I was sure this time. He said he could make himself shoot his seed. I trusted him, of course I did. But I still desperately needed to see it for myself.
“What do you want to see?” His eyes were dark. “Tell me exactly.”
“I want to see you finish with your hand. I want to see you release your seed.”
His dark eyebrows rose nearly to his hairline. “You want to watch me jack off?”
I nodded eagerly. “Yes. You said you can. Right?”
“Of course. Fuck, I’ll probably shoot in two seconds. A little tug and squeeze and I’m going to go off with the taste of you in my mouth.”
The tingle was back. Varnex had never spoken when I was forced into his furs. But Ethan was all mouth.
He looked behind him and patted the edge of the vela pond. “I’m going to sit here. You want to see it all, right?”
“Yes. I want to see your hand on your cock.”
“Jesus,” he murmured. “Yeah, don’t have to ask me twice.”
He rose from the vela, and the milky liquid sluiced from his skin in small rivulets. His cock hung thick and full between his legs. The red cap looked swollen and angry, and while he didn’t have the pulsating vurs down the shaft like the Kaluma had, his skin was marbled by bulging red veins.
He was hairy, and I longed to feel that course hair on my fingers. His balls swayed as he perched on the edge of the vela pool, legs bent and his feet propped on the ledge, so that the vela covered him to mid-calf.
He didn’t touch himself yet, just let me look my fill of his cock, which looked different enough from Varnex’s weapon to make me feel at ease. “You’re smaller than Varnex was. Not as thick.”
He blinked at me slowly. “Goldie, it’s a testament to how hard you make me that my dick isn’t wilting.”
“What did I say?”
He chuckled. “It’s fine. But most men don’t like to be told other men have bigger dicks. We’re sort of sensitive about it.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. I stepped toward the center of the vela pool to be closer to him. “Maybe I’m misremembering—”
He held up a hand with a loud laugh. “Stop, it’s fine. Alien dick is bigger. I got it. I’m okay with it.”
“But I didn’t like his.” I tried to explain. “He hurt. Bigger isn’t always better.”
His eyes shone like warm pools as he smiled. “Can I ask you a question? About your anatomy?”
“Of course.”
“Where did Varnex…” he scrubbed at his chin. “Shit, how do I ask this? Did he come in your mouth?”
I shook my head. “No, in my cunt.”
His chest heaved, and his cock gave a kick. “And where is that?”
“Between my legs, same as a human female.”
He exhaled long and slow. “Right. Okay. I just… I was curious.”
“Some Kaluma females said we can feel pleasure there too, but not like our uvum. I wouldn’t know…
” I shrugged. I was done talking about the past. Or what I hadn’t experienced.
I had a male in front of me who I trusted, who said he could pleasure himself without my needing to be a vessel.
I wanted to see it. He still sat with his hands on either side of his hips, fingers curled around the edge of the vela.
“Can you touch it?” I asked Ethan. “Please?”
His eyes fell to half-mast. “Yeah, of course.” He lifted one hand to his mouth and licked a long stripe across his palm before lowering it to his cock. He wrapped it around his shaft and squeezed. “I can still taste you on my tongue. Now I got a little of your sweet syrup on my cock.”
I wanted his mouth back. “More.”
He stroked. “More what?”
“Tell me… tell me how it feels.”
Confusion, or maybe embarrassment crossed his features. “I—okay.”
I must have been insane for what I said next as I waded closer to him. “Tell me what you’d do to me if you touched me."
Those words were like a key in a lock. His eyes fired, as his whole body seemed to swell, as if he’d been waiting for the opportunity.
“What I’d do to you? Oh Goldie. That’s fucking easy.
” He stroked and his head lolled on his shoulders.
“I’d take those sweet golden tits in my mouth and suck. Anyone ever sucked your tits?”
I shook my head as I drifted closer, until I bumped the ledge below where Ethan sat. He looked down at me, but despite the angle, I didn’t feel powerless. I felt in control. “What else?”
He stroked again and reached down with his other hand to cup his balls.
“I’d spread you out on the softest furs you have, and I’d taste your pussy.
Do you leak that sweetness there too? Can I make you come there?
I’d try. I’d spend hours, days, weeks between your legs if that’s what it took.
I’d die there, pressed between your thighs, your taste on my tongue and your sweet cries in my ears. ”
“Ethan,” I whispered. My uvula opened. I stared at his fist working his cock. A bead of liquid dripped from the hole in his tip. He brushed a finger over it as he twisted his fist over his cap.
I felt a stirring between my legs, a warmth and a gush.
“I’d kiss you until you came at least twice, maybe three times, before I ever got my cock near you.
But if you let me, Goldie. Oh fuck if you let me…
” His head dropped back on a groan as his hand sped up until he was nearly a blur.
Slick, sloppy sounds filled the vela cave as his fist rapidly worked over his cock.
It sounded filthy, and I ached to touch him.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever found the male form beautiful before, because it had been weaponized against me for so long. But Ethan… with his pale skin dripping with vela, veins popping in his neck and forearms, and his mouth slack in pleasure—he was stunning.
“If you let me,” he rasped, letting his head drop to hold me with his dark, nearly black eyes.
“I’d slip my cock inside that slick pussy.
I bet you’re tight and hot. You’d squeeze me so good.
And I’d work every angle, Goldie, until you felt me everywhere, until I erased everything that came before me.
And then I’d kiss you, and you’d come again just as I released my cum inside you.
We’d be perfect together.” He panted heavily, and his skin flushed a deep angry red all over.
His cock leaked. “You and me, Goldie, we’d rule together. And nothing would separate us.”
“Nothing,” I echoed.
“Fucking nothing.” He repeated right before a loud groan ripped from his throat.
He threw his head back, shouted a word I didn’t understand at the ceiling, and came like a torrent.
His cock spurted milky liquid from the tip in long ropes which smacked the surface of the vela pond with obscene splashes.
I reached forward and caught some of his seed in my hand.
As his head dropped forward with a low moan, I lapped it from my palm.
His eyes widened, and his cock gave another weak jerk.
“Goldie,” he whispered. He slid into the vela like he was made of liquid, cupped the back of my head, and plunged his tongue into my mouth.
He only had to flick his tongue across my uvum a few times before I was coming again on a strangled cry in his mouth.
I shoved my face into his neck and breathed in his musky scent as I caught my breath. My body shook as I clung to him with my legs around his waist so I felt his still-half hard cock nudge my belly.
I wondered if I could handle all those filthy actions he spoke of. My body seemed to want it, but I worried about my mind—would I have another flashback?
But for now, I floated in Ethan’s lap, feeling bliss, comfort, and safety. His hands stroked my back, and he pressed soft kisses to my temple.
“Tell me you’re all right,” he whispered there.
“I’m more than all right,” I answered. He chuckled, and I felt the vibration in my breasts. “Are you all right?”
“Fantastic.” He drew my face from his neck and cupped my jaw. “I’m fantastic, babe.”
Babe. I didn’t know what it meant, but the affection in his tone told me all I needed to know.
A return endearment was on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t dare say it out loud.
But yerk, I wanted to. I wanted to more than anything.
I wanted to bring him home and show him off.
I wanted to take him into my vinus, strip from our clothes, and not leave for many cycles.
But that was a fantasy. My visuls had to be confused. Ethan could not be my mate, no matter how much I wanted him.
Suddenly the rapid patter of footsteps pounded toward us. I glanced up just as I’lly burst into the vela room. Two of her guards followed her. She wrung her small hands together. “Hara. Must go. Twiffer coming. Bad one.”
“Yerk,” I cursed. I nodded at the druble. “We’ll meet you in the main cavern.”
“Hurry,” I’lly insisted.
She turned and ran back the way she came, leaving us alone once again.
“What’s that about?” Ethan asked as I swam away from him.
I hefted myself out of the pool, my back to him, and dressed quickly.
“There’s a big storm coming that they often get in this valley.
If we don’t leave now, we’ll be stuck here for up to thirty cycles.
” Fully dressed, I turned to find him out of the pool and pulling on his pants. “We have to leave now.”